finding balance through creativity

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I mentioned the other day that the Bubster has a nice voice. I really wasn’t kidding or being all mom-myopic. Bub has sang his way through at least 30% of his waking hours and I’m probably being conservative there. Last year, Bub went on a National Anthem jag where he was singing it almost every waking minute.

One of the things Bub likes to do with Aunt Birdie is go to my Alma Mater’s hockey games and help the mascot get her gear on. It’s a volunteer gig for my aunt that Bub started accompanying her on 3 years ago. He feels super special, everyone at the arena knows him, asks about him during the off season and he’s in his little groove with his ‘rink level’ pass and all that. Last year, during a hockey game, Bub sang the national anthem for a friend of my aunt’s, who happened to be the assistant athletic director (AAD). She thought Bub’s singing was super and told him she’d tried to put him on the schedule to sing at the opening of a game.

About a month ago we got an e-mail mid-week… would Bub like to sing at a Women’s Hockey game THAT weekend. Bub appeared up for the task so we all traveled down together that weekend. The arena is HUGE, though the women’s games aren’t nearly as packed as the men’s. It took a little prodding, a practice without the microphone, then a practice with, and he was good to go. Of course, Aunt Birdie had to go out on the ice with him and stand behind him with her arms over his shoulders and her hands over his heart while he held her hands and she rubbed his with her thumb, all while the AAD held the microphone, but he DID IT! And with that under his belt, an hour later we walked across the way to the other athletic building and he sang for a women’s volleyball game. He’s an old pro!